“Ordinary” is not generally considered a compliment, but it’s what most of us are. It’s a pleasure to read about inspiring women, but I’ve begun to suspect that stories about “fearless badasses” are creeping toward an imperative of extraordinariness, and I’m not sure where that leaves the rest of us. If this year of…

The barrage of sexual harassment coverage by the mainstream media has yet to relent. Almost daily since October when the New York Times published its report by Jodi Kantor and Megan Twohey exposing film producer Harvey Weinstein’s years of predatory, manipulative, criminal, and violent behavior, another successful man…

It’s been a long year, so I’m going to let you in on a little piece of Jezebel workplace culture that would otherwise belong only to us. We, as a group, are positively devoted to the Boston Globe’s Twitter account.

“Oh, I was just being stupid,” is something I have found myself telling many an editor when questioned about a particular turn of phrase or idea in my work. I understand it’s an editor’s job to question (and I appreciate anyone who’s here to help my nonsense make more sense), but looking back on Pot Psychology, I’m…

You might remember (or rather, you might have struggled to forget) “Fearless Girl,” a 50-inch bronze statue of a girl, hands on her hips, skirt blowing in the imagined, perpetual wind, installed the day before this past International Women’s Day on Wall Street, staring down that same street’s iconic bull.

In 2015, 40 things gave us panic attacks. In 2016, that number doubled to 80. But this year, Bobby, Ellie, and Joanna, the most anxious triad in the Jezebel universe, did not struggle even a little bit to recall 150 unique, non-Trump-related things that gave us bouts of sustained panic. Congratulations to us.

A lot of terrible things happened in 2017. The United States exited the Paris Climate Agreement, relinquishing responsibility for its role in our ongoing armageddon. The president called a hostile dictator “fat” on Twitter and now Hawaii is testing its nuclear sirens. Jared Kushner personally inflamed the…

Here at Jezebel we like to keep tabs on cute critters. Sometimes raccoons get stuck in drains or a meerkat does a photoshoot with a pumpkin. We laugh, we cry, we blog. We want you to have the news you can really use.

As 2017 takes its leave, one thing is certain: the #RESISTANCE has arrived in full force—as a vague political concept, but also as a trend or a meme or a little bit of both. And, as with any trend or meme, the associated merchandise immediately followed, marketed aggressively with a savvy eye towards those who crave…

Anger is an interesting emotion, isn’t it? As it turns out, you can’t be mad about every single thing all the time. Your body will just say: “No, sorry, please stop! Let’s buy an overpriced candle!” This is not something that was necessarily clear to us prior to November 2016, but these days, when every hour or so…

2017 has been a slog for so many of us, for so many reasons. The news came so fast it felt like one endless wretched week and, at the same time, a thousand years. It’s an endless raging present of news alerts and dyspepsia. But we’ve all carved out our coping mechanisms.

This year was pretty much a wash. The only thing good that really happened aside from getting very, very into skincare was that finally—FINALLY—some of the world’s most powerful men had to answer for the way they’ve treated women, thanks to the profound courage of women who spoke up and spoke out. We at Jezebel are in…

This year, Jezebel staffers—often overworked, underslept, and exposed to 4,000 stories about Trump, or powerful sexual harassers, or both, in a single day—produced work that was thoughtful, nuanced, often brilliant, sometimes absolutely stupid in the smartest way. Here’s what we liked best.

Not that you asked, but in celebration of the end of Jezebel’s tenth year on the internet, the staff put out a call (to ourselves) for unretouched images (of ourselves), from 2007. Aside from getting better glasses (no offense, Julianne), easing up on the spray tans (a good decision by Ellie), and the universal…

2017 was a banner year for terrible men, but that’s not what we’re here to talk about. It’s about this time of year, each year when we tip our hats to the women we think are great. Here’s to you, sheroes, both human and animal, for keeping us from gouging out our eyes and locking ourselves in the attic this year!

“At least there will be so much good art in the Trump era,” mused a chorus of privileged people after the election—people who should have had their Twitter accounts deleted immediately. “Music is going to get so political now.”

In our lives, many of us will go through periods when our natural coping mechanisms aren’t enough and so we turn to psychiatrists and doctors for the pharmaceutical tools (i.e. medications) we need to make it out alive. 2017 was definitely one of these times.